Friday, January 14, 2011

I called it a funeral but it's not. It will be a celebration....but when I woke this morning I realised I was far too close to the edge. Will I even make it through? Just a few more hours.

We are having 2 send offs Amy because - well we can't find a place big enough to hold everyone. There are so many people I long to see and hold, no one will be wearing black. People are coming from all over the world, interstate and around the corner.

I can feel the overwhelming need from so many people wanting to pay tribute and to show her family how much they loved her. The circus and film friends have been so so sweet with their gentle enquiries - will the service be in a church? (hell no) Is it ok if we don't wear black? (hell yeah).

The circus has offered their tent to hold the second service. I am going to be the ringmaster, and we will gather in the tent so I can blow the whistle for one minute of wild ruckus in respect. There will be drums, juggling, hoops, firetwirling. We will all go mad. We will sing songs, swap stories laugh and cry.

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It sounds wonderful - full of life, light and magical chaos, from what you say about Amy, exactly the sort of celebration she would love.

You will find today hard yet magnificent and a bit of a blur. But in times to come you will look back and go "Hell, yeah." when you think of it. One more thing, make sure people take photos. You will find the day surreal but it will, in the future, be a comforting part of closure.

Thinking of you darling. Funerals are hard, but they are just one way to say goodbye to a loved one. You can work the rest out whenever the hell you want. It won't feel real for a long time, but I believe (and respect you may not) that those who leave us are still with us somehow. Someway. And we will be together again one day. (And sorry, totally didn't want to rhyme, hate that.) xo

I think the circus tent service sounds like a perfect way to send her off.. From what you have written about Amy, it sounds like HER.. And with you being the ringmaster.... Well... That's you!Lulu, I'm thinking about you.. What else is there to say??

Lulu, I have only just met you ... reading your words, right now today. Your love for your sister, your children, her child, your mother ... all so very clear and evident. And now you are gone too and I can't make any sense of it.

My biggest love and thoughts go to you all, on this earth and beyond. Please know a total stranger has lit a candle for you today.

Here I am again. I come back here occasionally. Just hover around :( Thought I would comment this time. Still so touched and deeply saddened by the loss of these two gorgeous sisters from their family.

The blog2book - what a marvellous thing. Belle< I hope you found out how to do it. Much love.

Hey you. Did you know there is a big party being planned in your honour? I am pissed to miss it by a mere 7 days, I was in your home turf last week. Thought of you and wondered how yours are doing with this gaping big hole where you were.

You touched so many Lucy. Oh God, I'm sorry, just can't call you anything but Lulu. Always Lulu. We miss your sunshine, your mad crazy humour, your everything. What do ya reckon about how the blog roll has grown? See, nobody has left and a few have jumped on board! I hope you and Amy have the whole place terrified, wherever you are. I hope the parties are loud, the people fun and the place a rocking.

Will be thinking of you this Sunday. Hell, I think of you most days. Party hard beautiful one, kick some afterlife arse. M'kay?

Is it so mad that I get so sad and excited and hopeful that this is all a fucked up bad dream Luce, and that when I see links back to your blog via mine that it is really you saying Hi and poking your tongue out at me?

Another year nearly gone. I don't blog anymore, I just don't have the heart. It is now a commercial pig fight where everyone has jumped on the bandwagon and fame and fortune are sought. Not wrong, just not me.

I still come here to read, still miss you and the old days. Still think of you and wonder how the kids are doing. You should see Boy 1. Six foot, handsome and doing so very well. I guess the Cyclone is taller, older, more mature too.

Found myself reading some BB posts of yours just now, and wanted to leave another message. We were never close like you were with others, but I always felt a certain respect and affinity with you. Geez, we all miss you so much. It's insane that there are people there who don't know who you are, the impact you made. Some of us are still waiting for you to come back. Like you're just having a chat with the possums or something...

About Me

2 ex husbands, 3 children, a fluffy mutt, an emo cat with little old me paddling like crazy to keep it all together.
I now have 2 blogs - one just for me and my sometimes foul mouthed observations and one about my Cyclone and our adventures in the
Spectrum World.